The philosophizing birth

Jack's POV

I wandered around the hall outside our room. Elsa had gotten into labor this early morning, and every once in a while, a squeal was heard from her, as the contractions consumed her womb for just a moment. As the baby was close to come, I was put out of the room, and Anna and another nurse got in to her instead. Kristoff joined me with the twins and Olaf outside.

"So, this is it, Jack. You're a father for real in a matter of minutes." He said, as he just stood still while I was pacing around.

"Yeah, it's so weird! I'm so excited! Is… is it difficult? I mean… it takes a lot to look out for such a tiny person doesn't it?" I asked, looking up from the floor. He nodded.

"It's mostly weird in the start, but then you'll get used to it. It's a whole new way of living, trust me. They wake up in the night a lot, because they're hungry, or needs their diaper to be changed. There's a lot to take care of while they're still newborns. Anna and I were up in the skies the first night these two rascals actually slept for more than four hours." He said. My eyes widened.

"Are you telling me, that I'll have sleepless weeks? Months even?!" I exclaimed. He lifted his hands.

"Slow down, now. It's annoying the first month, and from then on, you really don't get tired. You just… I don't know. I managed to keep my head up for these eight months now. I got so used to it that one night I lay awake, waiting for the baby to wake up, because I knew it was going to happen." He said, giggling. I couldn't stop myself either.

"Really? They were hungry on specific times at night?" I asked.

"Oh, no no, not at all. But I just… yeah, I just got used to it. And so will you, I guarantee it. Just be patient." He said, and smiled. I smiled back.

"I'm sure I will. It's gonna be wonderful." I said, and looked down on the twins. Olaf kept them occupied by telling them a story. They didn't sit still for long, though. Soon, they crawled around everywhere, and Olaf lost them.

"Eh… Kristoff… Oliver's on the run!" He exclaimed, as he caught the skirt Sarah was wearing. Kristoff face palmed his face.

"Olaf, really…" He said and started looking for Oliver. He couldn't have gone far. I looked the opposite direction of Kristoff, and saw a tiny rump crawling around a corner. I ran towards him, and as I turned at the corner, I swept Oliver up into my arms. It felt weird but in a good way. I had only held the babies a couple of times, since I had so many duties now. What was even weirder to think of was that in only a matter of minutes, I was going to hold my own child in my arms.

"Well, aren't you a lost little fellow? You should get back to your daddy." I said to him, tickling his stomach. He cringed with a smile, and grabbed my finger. I smiled, and got back to Kristoff.

"Hey, Kristoff, I caught your rascal just around the corner!" I said.

"Oh, Oliver! Come here you!" Kristoff said smiling, and took over. I flawlessly transferred him to his father's arms, and stepped back. Kristoff looked great as a father. The thing that he could manage to have two at the same time was amazing. He was so broad that he could almost hold them with one arm each, horizontal.

"They suit you, Kristoff. They really do." I said, smiling.

"Why, thank you. I'm sure yours will suit you as well." He smiled back.

Now I couldn't wait for the baby to come! I absently stared at the babies, relaxing in their father's arms.

"I can tell by your stare, that maybe you would like and try to hold one, Jack? Practice makes perfect after all." Kristoff said. I snapped out of my dullness, and focused on Sarah.

"Yeah, that would be nice." I said, and smiled. He then moved a bit on the kids, trying to maneuver Sarah over to me. I held out my hands with a big smile painted on my lips.

"Hey there, Sarah. I'm your Uncle Jack." I smiled at her. She giggled shortly and placed her finger in her mouth. I supported her rump with my hip, embracing her with both arms, tightly placed around her, so she wouldn't fall.

"Well, Jack, it really suit's you to carry a baby. Not the exact age, but I can see the picture." He smiled and looked at me. I shortly looked up at him, only to look back into Sarah's green eyes.

"She looks like her mother." I said, and smiled. Kristoff giggled.

"Yeah, she's like her mother's newborn doppelganger. It's actually a bit creepy." he said. I looked up.

"Aw, come on. Not with that hair color. That, she got from you, buddy." I said. Kristoff smiled proudly.

"Yup. And it's the opposite with Oliver here. He's looking like me, and then he's got strawberry blond hair like his mother." He said, and caressed Oliver's fluffy cheek with his finger.

"They're true beauties." I said. Even though Sarah was almost nine months by now, she was still so tiny.

"They're also so small, and extremely fragile. You must be very careful with them, or they'll break." Kristoff said. I smiled.

"It's amazing that something so small, can have so many effects on your life." I said. "A child is like… a whole new side of you. It's a part you've never seen before, and get to know along with the child." I said. Kristoff shrugged.

"Well, I've actually never thought of it like that, but now that you mention it, it actually makes sense. I feel like a completely different me, but in a good way. I feel… more mature now. Not only do I have Anna, who I know can take care of herself. But now, I'm a role model, and that I will be for the rest of my life. It's a whole new experience stuffed up with new responsibilities, and it forms so many milestones in your life." Kristoff said, not moving his gaze from Oliver. I never would have imagined that I would be philosophizing about what wonders kids can bring, with Kristoff. He didn't seem like the type, but the children brought forth a whole new version of him, like he said himself.

"Wauw, Kristoff. Since when did you become so… philosophized? It's sort of unlike you. It must be the father-thing, messing your head." I said, teasing. He rolled his eyes and looked at me.

"Very funny, Jack. But I'm sure you'll experience it yourself. You're going to be just as messed up as me." He said. I giggled smiling.

The door was opened and Anna came out.

"Jack! Sarah's mine! Go take your own!" She said, and grabbed out for her. I froze.

"Wait you're saying…"

"Congrats, Jack. You're a daddy now!" Kristoff exclaimed, and patted my shoulder. I started to laugh, not letting go of Sarah.

"I… I… I'M A DADDY!" I shouted. Anna shushed me.

"Quiet now! Your child's asleep. Go in. Elsa wants to see you." Anna said, and reached out for Sarah again. I gave her to her mother, and went in through the door, and closed it myself. I took a deep breath, before I tuned around. Elsa's smile was the first thing I saw

"Jack, come meet your daughter." She said tired. I smiled widely.

"it's… it's a girl?" I asked and got to her in the bed. I saw the little face, placed firmly upon Elsa's chest. She nodded.

"Jack, meet Felicity, Princess of Arendelle." She said. I couldn't stop smiling. I might even have spilled a tear or two.

"Oh, Snowflake this is… this is amazing! We're… we're parents now…" I said, and realized it myself completely. This was my daughter, and she was gorgeous! Elsa spilled a few tears herself, but I didn't see them exactly. I couldn't remove my gaze from my daughter. She was so beautiful. She defined the word beautiful.

"Would you like to hold her?" She asked. I nodded slowly and positioned myself right. Carefully, she placed Felicity in my arms. She stretched her body as soon she was placed.

"Hey there, feisty pants! Slow down now. Or else, daddy could drop you." I said, and took a good grip on her so tiny body. She was less than half the size of Sarah.

"This feels just right, Snowflake. Felicity's our little girl." I said. I couldn't be happier in my entire life. She smiled at me.

"Oh, Jack. I'm so glad." She said, and snuggled up against my side, looking over our daughter. Felicity's eyes fluttered open, and a beautiful crystal blue pair of eyes showed.

"She's got your eyes, Snowflake." I said, and kissed her forehead. She giggled.

"Yeah, and that's the only thing. She's gotten most of your features, and your hair color. She's still amazingly beautiful though." She said, and took her little hand. I smiled myself. I couldn't relax in my lips, even if I wanted to. This smile would never leave my lips, as soon as I looked into Felicity's beautiful eyes.

"I'm never letting go of you, my little one. Never." I said to her, hugging her towards my chest. She started to cry, and I panicked a bit.

"Now, shush, my dear. Everything's alright." I said to her, but she didn't stop.

"Elsa…?" I carefully looked at her, trying to find an answer.

"She's hungry that's all. Give her to me. I'll take care of it." She said. I nodded, and handed Felicity back to her mother. Seeing her as a mother… it suited her. She was perfectly fit for the role.

"You're a beautiful mother, Snowflake." I said, grabbing around her shoulders. She giggled.

"You're not such a bad father either, Jack. We'll be the perfect parents won't we?" She asked. I nodded.

"Yes we will. I shall do my very best that is. I'm a bit experienced with children, but that's with the ones in the age of seven to thirteen year olds. But newborn babies..." I said. She looked up at me, while Felicity ate like a pig.

"Well, I'm just as inexperienced as you are. We'll have to take this slow, and ask Kristoff and Anna, if we're in doubt." She said.

"I agree. They're the experts here." I said, and giggled. She giggled as well, and looked back at Felicity. She was done eating, and was now dull in her eyes.

"She's sleepy again already?" I asked. Elsa giggled.

"Well apparently." She said. "Should we put her to bed?" I nodded.

"Let's go. She's got her own bed after all." I said, and got up. I got to the other side, to take Felicity, so Elsa could get out. I then carefully placed her in her bed, and covered her with the duvet blanket. I grabbed Elsa around the waist, pulling her towards me. We both looked down into the tiny frost blue crib that Felicity was laying in.

"She's so gorgeous." Elsa said, and caressed Felicity's cheek carefully. I smiled.

"She truly is." I said. I turned Elsa, so she faced me, and kissed her. This was our first kiss since we became parents. Even though I've kissed her so many times, this felt new, somehow. Like… a whole new side of both of us, got out on the same time; within that kiss. We looked outside, to see the last snow starting to fall. Our daughter was born in the last day of winter.

I was then very surprised, as I saw the sheet beside Felicity was frozen, in the corner of my eye.

"Elsa was that…"

"Me? No! I didn't even…" Her voice faded as we both realized it.

"She's got powers!" We said in unison.

Tadaaaaa! Felicity, everyone! Now, we're gonna skip a little in time, since this isn't a slice of life story about the perks of growing up as a princess, but something else. So… Question for this chapter: Did you see the powers coming?

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